number one supermodel

The gathering place for the supermodel training camp is not in a studio, nor in a luxurious interior.Instead, on a very ordinary street in New York, a staff member set up a sign next to it with the initials of the game name, and then held a small flag with red and black characters in his hand and kept shaking his head.

Mi Le came here early in the morning, and he was actually the first among the players.

At this time, he has already started his summer vacation.A lot of time is enough for him to squander.

Wearing an ultra-black toad mirror covering two-thirds of her face, Mi Le wore a white and green peaked cap on her head, and wore a white T-shirt with a mural of the Nativity of the Son printed on the front of the Milan Cathedral on her upper body. A golden cross inlaid with moonwhite enamel and green diamonds hung.The lower body is a pair of loose-cut wide-leg army green trousers, which are even thinner than leggings when they walk around.

Mi Le is arrogant and self-restraining, Mi Le is noble and elegant, and the young and energetic hippie boy is also Mi Le.

Sometimes we have to sigh, it is not a question of whether the clothes look good or not, the key point is who is wearing the clothes.There is no way for some people to wear Versace out of the taste of street stalls.

The staff waiting on the side saw Mi Le approaching and quickly recognized his identity, and then handed him a frosted magnetic card.The staff did not specify the purpose of the magnetic card, but only told Mi Le not to lose it.

Mi Le put away the magnetic card, lowered the brim of his hat, found an unobtrusive corner, moved a stool and sat down.Fred, who was looking for something in the nanny's car, also quickly came over at this time.

"What were you looking for, Fred?"

"Ah? Ah, what are you talking about. Fortunately, my head is still normal, and I didn't leave him behind even when I was drunk." Fred waved the small notebook in his hand triumphantly, his eyes narrowed into slits .

"Drunk, huh?" Milo gave Fred a sideways look.Fred, who secretly thought something was wrong, immediately handed over the small notebook in his hand, hoping to divert Mi Le's attention by atonement.

Suspiciously, Mi Le took the notebook and flipped through it a few times, only to find that it contained names and information.Not only the date of birth, nationality, hobbies, etc. are clearly written, but also how many girls he has had and which female celebrity he has had scandals with has been recorded in detail.It's just that the most clear ones are probably the professional resumes listed in the notebook.When did you attend what activities, when did you endorse which product, and when were you interviewed by which newspapers and magazines.

"Is this what you've been doing lately?" Mi Le raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, I know you can't bring internet-connected electronics in if you move into the model home, and you're not familiar with those people, so I sorted this out for you. Don't think I'm just reading from Wiki I copied a bit from the encyclopedia, and everyone behind me concluded that I spent a lot of effort!"

Mi Le chuckled, and patted Fred on the waist to express his thanks.

Soon one after another, the candidates arrived.The staff is not as idle as before, and they are busy.

With the help of Fred himself and the encyclopedia booklet, Mi Le quickly got to know the rest of the players.

For example, Aiden Wesley, a British man in tight trousers with a bow tie and a plaid jacket.Standing in the crowd, the man in the jacket who kept looking up and down was Cesar, a Brazilian.Since arriving at the scene, I haven't heard of fiddle with the hairstyle, and the one who looks in the mirror every 5 minutes is Antonio, an Italian.With long straight light blond hair tied in a ponytail and charming lake blue eyes is Sidor, a Russian.There was a row of studs on his ears, and it was Ambow who didn't take off the earphones on them during the whole process.Morris was a South African-American guy with a shiny black body and a row of shiny white teeth when he smiled.Wearing black-rimmed glasses and holding Ben Kant's "Critique of Pure Reason" on his arm is Albert, who is said to be a lecturer in the philosophy department of a certain university.There are a lot of people who go to his class attracted by his name, especially girls.

"Look, look, Mi. That Chinese guy over there."

Mi Le followed Fred's line of sight and saw the tall man pulling a small suitcase slowly approaching here.

"He is the only Asian in the entire competition. It is said that he was once the champion of the Greater China Model Competition. He walked more than [-] shows at London Fashion Week last time, and he took over PradaMen's Asian endorsement some time ago. , although it’s just a double track, it’s already a very good start for a rookie. You have to pay more attention to him.”

In Mi Le's ear were Fred's deliberately lowered words.The Chinese man named Zhang Yutian was very tall, at least 1.9 meters according to Mi Le's visual inspection.Mi Le, who only lived in southern China when she was a child, has rarely seen such a tall man.He naturally knew why Fred specifically reminded him to pay attention to this man.From a certain point of view, Mi Le and Zhang Yutian can be said to be somewhat similar.It also has an oriental color, and also has a cool temperament.It's just that Mi Le's coolness is on stage, while Zhang Yutian's coolness is in life.

Zhang Yutian got closer, and Mi Le saw that he had a face that was different from ordinary Chinese models.

Generally speaking, Chinese male models who can become popular internationally are not handsome in the traditional sense.They are more or less not in line with the aesthetics of Asians.But this Zhang Yutian is handsome even from Mi Le's perspective.The facial features are broad and correct, and the eyes are clear and energetic.

Mi Le was still observing Zhang Yutian, and there was a commotion in the crowd.The players all looked at each other in surprise.

"what happened?"

Mi Le asked a question, and Fred next to him became strange.

"Hehe, I'm afraid Adrian is here."

"Adrian?"

"It's not that ABC did these shitty things. If they didn't put Krivitz in as an interviewer, they wouldn't have brushed you up like this. If it wasn't for welcoming you back with a high-sounding sound, ABC wouldn't have to find This excuse pushed Adrian into it. I wondered if Johnny had an affair with Krivitz. That guy was obviously beaten by Julius Caesar, so how could he still have the ability to come here? This lunatic It must be that you can't see how much you are spoiled by Lafayette, so you bite people like this. But ABC has a bit of conscience and ordered all its TV stations, newspapers and magazines to block Krivitz."

Mi Le didn't understand what happened after listening for a long time.Seeing Mi Le's expression of "you get to the point", Fred had no choice but to explain again.

"ABC, because ten people have been selected, it is not easy to temporarily kick out anyone in it and fill you in. But if you are added alone, others will definitely gossip, so they brought in Adrian again The reputation is to make the competition more challenging. Adrian was the TOP1 among the world's top ten new male models selected by MODEL.COM last year. To be honest, this German guy is a more famous male model than you, Mi. Like this Putting the two of you in together will definitely avoid a lot of negative comments."

"But don't take it too lightly, Mi. The people who can enter here are not ordinary people. You may not have heard of their names, but in their own country these people are hot new superstars."

Fred's words drifted low by Mi Le's ears, but they ignited a fire in Mi Le's heart again, making his blood boil all over.He saw Adrian glance in his direction, then look away quickly.

Adrian's indifferent eyes and the expressions of other male models seemed to fuel the flame in Mi Le's heart.It gave him an unprecedented fighting spirit. He didn't want to win the championship just to get news about his father, but really wanted to compete with those strong men.

Mi Le's hands hanging by his side were trembling slightly.

Not long after, three men with extraordinary bearing came in from another entrance.

"The one in the middle is Keanu Koch, the most influential male model in the modern world. He is very powerful. At his peak, he stopped talking for a few years and only accepted one endorsement a year, and then all the big brands were there. The fight was bloody. The two middle-aged men next to him are a couple of famous gays. Gainey on the left is a famous designer, and Bakdi on the right is a master photographer. In short, these three people are Awesome people in the fashion industry. ABC has paid a lot of money to invite them."

Mi Le's eyes fell on Keanu, this man is still charming even in his old age.Walking vigorously, the waist is very straight.Although wrinkles are inevitable, the facial features and contours are not lost.With a smile in his eyes, everyone seemed to be filled with a sea of ​​celebration.

Mi Le saw that all the male models showed expressions of admiration or surprise, even Adrian was no exception.

"Hey, good morning, my dear future supermodels!" Mi Le heard Keanu shouting to everyone, with a gentle smile on his face.The models below responded loudly, too.

"I think you are a little confused about our dear Adrian appearing here. What I want to tell you is that your guess is correct. Adrian will also participate in this supermodel training camp, of course, and Another one of our boys is going. Don't you little brats go to training camp and lose your fighting spirit."

As soon as Keanu said this, everyone's expressions changed except for Adrian.Then Keanu waved in Mi Le's direction, and Mi Le took off his sunglasses and walked over there.

"Welcome to the return of our Peacock Prince!" Keanu smiled and took the lead in applauding, and the male models clapped along willingly or unwillingly.

Mi Le smiled and nodded towards the crowd without expressing his opinion.He could feel some unfriendly eyes, but so what.He came for the championship.

"Okay, gentlemen. No matter what your mood is now, the game time has begun. Are you ready to become the next SUPERMODEL!" Keanu said loudly.

"Yes!" After standing still for a second, the excited and loud responses of all the male models gathered into a stream of air that resounded through the entire street.

Supermodel training camp, now -- open!